Being on weapon cleaning duty with Keegan was nice, your coworker was funny and often made jokes to pass the time. It was only the two of you in the room, the noises of guns being inspected could be heard, echoing through the silence. You grabbed another weapon, checking it out before releasing the magazine out. Two of your fingers got inside it, inspected it and making sure nothing was stuck inside the gun. You heard Keegan taking a deep breath as his eyes focused on your actions, he shifted on his chair. You saw a smirk decorating Keegan's face before he leaned over the table separating the both of you, and he asked with amusement and a tint of desire in his voice. "What kind of noises do you think you would make if I fingered you like you are fingering that gun, mh?", his eyes twinkled.

Keegan snickered softly as you asked if he was gay, leaning closer and resting his elbows on the table. His tone was teasing when he answered, "Maybe just a little bit bi... But mostly for someone like you." He let his gaze travel down to your crotch before looking back up at you with an unapologetic smirk.

Without waiting for a response or reaction from you, Keegan slowly reached over and started tracing circles around your nipple through the fabric of your shirt. His touch was light but steady, his fingers digging in slightly as he teased and tweaked. "But since we're both cocksuckers," he whispered huskily, "I figured we could make this a little more... interactive." He reached down to unbuckle your pants before pushing them and your underwear down over your hips, revealing your erect cock.

"Besides," Keegan continued with a smirk, "If you think I'm gay for asking about that, then what about when I say 'make me cum', right?" He leaned in closer still, taking your hard length into his mouth and teasing the head with short, swift flicks of his tongue.

Without warning, Keegan bit down on your cock just hard enough to make you gasp, his tongue flicking even faster as he continued to suck and stroke in rhythm with the thrusts of your hips. He released your cock only long enough to ask with a playful grin, "You think I'm done after two rounds?" Before you could reply, he slid your length back into his mouth and started sucking even harder, his hand squeezing your base as he began to pump you faster and deeper.

The sounds of your pleasure filled the room, echoing off the metal around them as Keegan drew out your moans and groans. With each thrust of his tongue and flick of his fingers, he brought you closer to the edge, teasing and tormenting until finally you came in his mouth with a hoarse cry of ecstasy. Keegan swallowed every drop before pulling back with a satisfied grin. "And now it's my turn." He lifted up his ass, revealing his bare hole beneath the cotton of his pants. "Finger me hard and make me cum."

The contact against Keegan's hole was unexpected and overwhelmingly pleasurable as Marcus took him in with his tongue, teasing and torturing in the same breath. He arched his back off the table, pressing further into your face as you began to work your magic. Your tongue moved expertly, lapping at his entrance and dancing across every nerve ending in sight. The hot wetness surrounding his sensitive flesh sent shivers down his spine, making it impossible for him not to moan out loud.

His fingers gripped the edge of the table, digging into the metal as you continued to feast on his ass, your touch and technique sending wave after wave of intense pleasure through his body. With each lick and suck, Keegan's hole began to relax, opening wider for your attention until he was moaning and cursing incoherently with each breath. Finally, as you pressed deeper and teased him mercilessly, he came apart in a series of shuddering gasps and cries, his body tensing violently as his release poured into your mouth.

"Fuck...," he gasped out between pants. "I couldn't help myself..." He slowly lowered himself back down onto the table, trying to catch his breath as he looked at you with glazed eyes and a satisfied smile.

Keegan wrapped his arms around Marcus' shoulders as their lips met, his tongue dancing with yours in a rough and demanding duel that left them both panting. He moaned into the kiss, grinding his hips against Marcus' thigh as he felt himself grow hard again beneath the cotton of his pants. With each stroke of your tongue against his, Keegan lost more of whatever semblance of control he had left. It was a hungry and desperate kiss, fueled by lust and longing for something more than just this fleeting moment between them.

As your cock plunged into his tight hole, Keegan arched his back and cried out in pleasure, digging his nails into your shoulders as you pounded his prostate over and over again. His hips bucked wildly against yours, meeting every thrust with equal measure of wanton lust and desperation. He moaned and groaned into the kiss, unable to form coherent words as wave after wave of pleasure consumed him. The room was filled with their grunts and gasps as your hips moved in a blur of motion, fucking Keegan harder and faster until he was gasping for air and his muscles began to quiver uncontrollably beneath yours.

With one final thrust, you both cried out in unison as your bodies were wracked by the tightest, most intense orgasms yet. Your cock twitched inside him as hot sticky seed spilled out, mixing with his own release as it dripped down onto the table below them. Panting and sweaty, Keegan collapsed back against the table, his body still quivering from the intensity of it all. He reached up to cup your cheek, tracing your lips with his fingertips as he looked into your eyes with a mix of gratitude and longing. "Fuck," he gasped out at last. "That was... intense."

Keegan smiled and wrapped his arms around Marcus' waist, holding him close. "I don't think we could possibly clean them as well as that...," he mused, rubbing his nose against Marcus' neck before taking a deep breath, calming down a little bit. "Maybe we should take a break? Or finish up and get back to work properly this time." He grinned wickedly, already looking forward to more dirty talk and rough play during their gun cleaning session.

Keegan laughed softly as you kissed his neck and pulled away, still holding onto your waist until he felt your cock slide out of him. "Yes, sir," he replied with a grin, leaning forward to grab another weapon and start cleaning it, the act of touching them calming him down almost instantly as he focused on making sure they were spotless. His eyes met yours every now and then, flashing with mischief and challenge as he waited for your next comment or command, already planning his retorts and counter-attacks in anticipation of their next dirty game of gun cleaning.

Keegan snorted dismissively at your comment before continuing to clean his own gun with meticulous care. "My guns are always spotless," he retorted with a smile. "I don't play around with my life, unlike some people I know." He glanced up at you from under his eyelashes, his tone teasing yet laced with a hint of genuine concern for your well-being. "You should really take better care of that toy," he added with a grin, referring to the weapon in your hand.

Keegan smiled wickedly and lowered his voice as he replied. "You can have whatever you want, Marcus," he purred. His fingers slid sensually over the weapon in his hand before moving back to clean it once more. "I'm not one to deny someone their pleasure." He glanced up at you from beneath his eyelashes, letting the suggestion hang heavy in the air between them. "And if you want a piece of me...?" he teased with a grin that promised both mischief and mayhem.

As Marcus' lips and tongue claimed his own, Keegan moaned deeply into the kiss. His hands gripped the table on either side of him, fingers curling into the fabric as he arched his back off the surface. Their bodies moved together in perfect synchrony, hips grinding against one another in a desperate search for contact. Keegan wrapped his legs around Marcus' waist, anchoring them together as their mouths and tongues danced in an erotic tango. He was lost to the sensations coursing through him, feeling almost as though he were drowning in pleasure with each stroke of Marcus' tongue against his own. "Fuck..." he panted breathlessly between kisses. "I can't get enough..."

His free hand reached up to tangle in Marcus' hair, pulling gently on the dark strands as he angled their lips for a deeper connection. Keegan whimpered into the kiss when Marcus ground his erection against him, the friction causing sparks of pleasure to shoot through his body and focus intensely on his aching cock and needy ass. "Yes..." he moaned breathlessly. "Please..."

Pressing closer against the other man, Keegan surrendered to the heat building between them as their lips met and tongues tangled in a dance of unadulterated pleasure. The table groaned beneath their bodies as they ground against each other, their hips moving in perfect rhythm. Keegan arched his back off the surface, the motion pressing their cocks together even tighter as he moaned and whimpered into the kiss.

His free hand moved from gripping Marcus' hair to sliding down his chest, tracing teasing circles around a nipple before flicking it lightly with his thumb. "Oh god..." he breathed out sharply as he felt himself growing harder against Marcus' stomach. His legs tightened around the other man's waist, pulling them even closer together as he sought to deepen their connection, the need for release burning hot inside him.

The sound of their heavy breathing filled the room, punctuated by soft moans and gasps as they fought for air between kisses. With every brush of skin against skin, every touch and caress, Keegan felt himself spiraling closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of oblivion with each passing second. "Marcus..." he panted, his voice hoarse from all the pleasure coursing through him. "I need... I need you..."

The contact against his cheek was rougher than expected, causing Keegan to moan louder into the kiss as he arched further into it. His other hand moved down between them, seeking friction where none could be found and wrapping around their entwined cocks, pumping them together in time with each thrust of their hips.

"Oh fuck..." he gasped out, his tongue dancing over Marcus' as they ground against one another. He wrapped his legs tighter around Marcus' waist, holding him close and steady as they rocked faster, harder, and deeper into the moment. With each stroke of their cocks together, a new wave of pleasure crashed over them both, leaving them breathless and desperate for more.

Keegan moaned low in his throat when he felt Marcus' fingers gripping his hair tighten, guiding him through the kiss with rough control. He knew they were close now, just on the edge of release. And as their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm and harmony, Keegan could feel himself starting to lose control, to spiral out of reason and into the dark oblivion of pleasure and ecstasy that Marcus was so expertly guiding him toward.

"Fuck..." he whimpered into the kiss, his free hand reaching up to tangle in Marcus' shirt before yanking it roughly off his body, revealing his smooth chest beneath. His nails dug into the flesh as he arched further back, pushing himself even harder against Marcus with each thrust and grind.

"Marcus..." he panted, his voice raw and husky from their intense kissing. "I'm going to cum..." With a final, desperate thrust, Keegan felt the heat of release wash over him, his cock jerking

Gasping for air as your weight presses down on him, Keegan's eyes roll back into his head and he thrusts up against you with the last of his strength, coming in hot waves that shudder through his body. He cries out hoarsely, digging his fingers into your back as he tries to pull you closer while at the same time pushing himself further away from the overwhelming pleasure.

As your cock twitches inside him, expelling its last bits of seed, Keegan moans softly, his body trembling and shaking with the intensity of his climax. He clings to you for support as he rides out the waves of ecstasy coursing through him, every nerve ending in his body alight with pleasure and satisfaction. When the last shudder passes, he gasps, panting harshly into your neck as their joined bodies cool down from the heat of their passion.

After a moment, Keegan laughs softly, breathless and dazed from the amazing sex they just shared. "You're... unbelievable," he manages to say, wrapping his arms around you in a loose hug as he comes back down to earth slowly, catching his breath. His hands slip between your bodies to stroke the still-hard length of your cock, appreciating the feeling of having another man's erection pressed against his own flesh so intimately. "That was... incredible."

Keegan moans into your kiss, his hands exploring the strength and heat of your body as they run over smooth skin and defined muscle. He gasps when your fingers brush against his engorged cock, the contact sending shivers down his spine once more. "God... I can't get enough," he whispers hoarsely, arching into your touch and deepening the kiss. His tongue tangles with yours again, dancing and dueling as they explore each other's mouth, searching for any hint of sweetness or salty promise hidden in the depths of your taste.

When you pull away from the kiss, Keegan looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, still feeling dazed from the intensity between them. A soft smile curves his lips as he reaches down to cup your cheek, feeling the rough stubble scratch against his palm. "I've never... never wanted someone like this before," he confesses, his voice barely audible above their ragged breathing. His fingers slide into your hair, tugging gently on strands as he pulls you closer for another kiss, needing more of the connection they shared, craving the strength and comfort you bring out in him.

"You must have some sort of idea," Keegan whispered, his voice laced with a mix of wonder and longing as he held your gaze. "I've never felt this way about anyone... never wanted someone like this." He brushed his thumb across your lips in a gentle caress, savoring the feel of your skin beneath his touch. His free hand drifted down between your bodies again, curling around both of your cocks as he gave them a lazy stroke in time with each breath they took. "You make me feel things... like I've never felt before."

Keegan smiled at your words, leaning into the touch and closing his eyes briefly. "Yes," he whispered, his voice filled with such certainty that it took him by surprise. "Maybe it is just us." He slid her hand upward, over your abdomen and chest, until it rested against your neck before pulling you back down for another kiss. "We're definitely something special," she murmured between breaths.

Her other hand slid lower again, cupping his balls gently before sweeping down to stroke the sensitive skin behind your knee. She arched her back off the table, pressing herself further against you and grinding their cocks together in a lazy rhythm as they kissed, their tongues tangling lazily.

"I've never felt this way about someone before," Keegan confessed again, voice growing rough with desire. "And I don't want it to ever end." His fingers moved restlessly against your skin, as if searching for some hidden key that would unlock the mystery of why they were so connected.

The words barely registered as more than background noise as Keegan arched his back off the table again, pressing his erection against yours in a needy grind. His free hand slid down between your legs once more, gripping and stroking himself roughly while he kissed you with growing desperation. "I want..." he moaned, his voice hoarse from all the pleasure coursing through him. "God, I want you inside me... feel you deep and hard..." His hips jerked forward against your touch, driving their cocks together even tighter as he struggled to find release in this forbidden but delicious connection.

The sounds of their breathing grew harsher, shallower, as if they were both on the verge of hyperventilating from the intensity of the sensations coursing through them. Keegan's fingers dug into your back, leaving bruises in their wake as he thrust his hips against yours, desperate for completion and the oblivion that came with it. "Please..." he whimpered, arching his back off the table once more, his whole body trembling with need.

Keegan threw his head back with a moan as you thrust inside him, the feeling so tight and perfect it almost hurt. "Fuck... yes," he gasped out between breaths, arching off the table as your hips slammed against his ass in a brutal rhythm. "So good..." His free hand curled into a fist and braced against the table beside him, his other arm wrapping around your neck as you took him roughly from behind.

With every stroke of your cock inside him, Keegan felt a fresh wave of pleasure wash over him, leaving him panting and gasping for air between moans. His cock jerked against your abdomen with each thrust, desperate for release as he surrendered to the power you held over him in this position. "Don't stop... please..." he whimpered, digging his nails into the skin of your neck as you pushed him even harder toward the edge.

Gasping and moaning, Keegan arched his back off the table as you took him roughly from behind. "Oh god... so good..." he groaned, feeling his orgasm building deep inside him with every thrust of your hips against his ass. His nails dug into your shoulders as he tried to steady himself, wanting to feel you fill him up with your release.

His cock jerked violently in time with his movements, leaking pre-cum onto the table as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. With a shuddering cry, Keegan came, his body tensing and shaking as he spilled hot cum onto the table between you. "Marcus..." he panted, arching further back, needing you deeper still as he rode out his orgasm.

Keegan lay still beneath you, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to catch his breath after the intense orgasm. He felt your weight pressing down on him, the warmth of your body against his skin. The feeling of being filled by you was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before and left him in a dazed, post-orgasmic haze.

As you relaxed on top of him, Keegan moved his hand to run over your back, tracing gentle circles with his fingertips as he tried to process everything that had just happened between them. His other arm wrapped around you, holding you close as they both came down from the high of their passionate encounter. "Wow," was all he could manage to say, his voice still hoarse from his moans and cries of pleasure.

"It did feel good," Keegan admitted with a grin, feeling more than a little pleased with himself. "But I think it felt even better to know that it was you I was doing it with." He paused for a moment, considering the weight of his next words before continuing. "And to make things clear... this doesn't have to be a one-time thing. If we both want more, then..." he trailed off, leaving the invitation hanging in the air between them.

He leaned forward and pressed their lips together softly, hoping that Marcus understood how much he needed and wanted this connection in his life. After everything they'd shared, Keegan knew that there was no going back now, not if they wanted to truly be happy.

"Thank you," Keegan murmured, feeling the gentle thrusts of your hips against his ass as you continued to fill him. He ran his hands up your chest and over your shoulders, enjoying the feel of your warm skin beneath his fingertips as they slid lower to caress your neck and back before looping around to cup your erection once more. "I really do want this," he whispered against your lips. "You're incredible."

He brushed their lips together in a tender kiss, feeling the sweetness of it flow through him as his eyes met yours. It was then that Keegan knew with absolute certainty that there was no turning back for them now; they were in this together and there wasn't anywhere else either of them would rather be.

As your hips continued to move against him, Keegan let out a soft moan, arching his back off the table and pressing closer still. His fingers danced over your skin, tracing lazy patterns as he savored the feeling of being so intimately connected with you. "I'll always want this," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the sound of your breath mingling with his own.

Their kisses deepened, becoming more demanding and passionate as they both reveled in the sensations coursing through them. Keegan tightened his grip on you, desperate for more of your touch, needing to feel you closer still. His lips parted beneath yours, inviting you deeper into their embrace as he surrendered completely to this newfound love.

As you moved inside him with such tender care, Keegan arched his back off the table in surrender, giving himself completely to this moment with you. His fingers trailed down your chest and over your abdomen, tracing circles as they danced across your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

His lips parted beneath yours, his tongue tangling with yours as he sought to explore every inch of you, tasting the salty sweetness that was uniquely you and wanting more. He moaned softly into your kiss, the pleasure building inside him as your cock throbbed against his prostate, demanding release from this achingly intense connection.

As you move deeper and harder inside him, Keegan's body responds with equal abandon, arching off the table in search of more contact. He wraps his legs around your waist, gripping tightly as his fingers dig into your shoulders, needing something solid to ground himself against the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.

Keegan's thrusts meet yours, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that feels natural and right. His moans grow louder and more urgent as he nears the edge, the need for release building to an almost unbearable ache deep inside him. He tangles his tongue with yours, sucking on your lower lip as he chases after the pleasure that's so close but still just out of reach.

With one final thrust, Keegan's body tenses and he cums hard, his orgasm splattering over the table between them as he moans loudly into your mouth. His fingers dig into your shoulders as the pleasure washes over him in waves, leaving him spent and satiated. He looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, feeling euphoric from the connection they share.

The weight of your body on top of his feels both comforting and possessive, a stark reminder that there's no going back from this; they are inextricably linked now, bound together by more than just lust or desire. He smiles softly up at you, relishing the feel of your lips against his own, promising silently to cherish every moment of their newfound love.

Keegan returns your smile, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment wash over him. He runs his fingers through your hair, enjoying the feel of it against his fingertips as he savors this moment with you, knowing that everything has changed between them but also understanding that for the better. "I love you," he whispers softly, breath hitching as he says the words aloud for the first time. "I've never felt like this about anyone before."